"What do you mean you have another mission? But tonight is our anniversary! Ohh just you let me get my hands on that little…" Keiko ranted and stomped and huffed and puffed.
'and blew the house down…' wincing as the little slip of a girl managed to completely knock over a 20 pound coffee table, Yusuke proceeded to try to calm her before she actually broke anything. "Keiko, it's not that big a deal. We can go out next week or somethin'. No need to have a cow!" He raised his hands in a placating manner and stood up from the couch where he'd been watching her through her little temper tantrum.
She abruptly spun on her heel and pointed a finger at his face. "Not a big deal? Not a big deal? How can you say that? You insufferable jerk! And did you just call me a cow?"
Yusuke looked down at the tiny finger currently millimeters from his face and wondered if she'll get madder if he licked it. He glanced up at her flushed and angry face; her chest heaving up and down with her angered breaths. 'Nah better not chance it.' "I didn't call you a cow, I said don't have a cow. There's a difference."
"Ugh!" She threw her hands up and turned away from him. "This doesn't even have to do with anything! "
'Ok… and on to plan 2.' Yusuke then threw her over his shoulder like a caveman and calmly walked to his room with his hand not holding her shoved in his pocket. He ignored her indignant squeak and tossed her on the bed where he proceeded to persuade her by more physical means. 'Ah well. I'm never too good with words anyway.'
This is just going to be a seires of non-interconnected one-shots to get me used to writing.